I get up in the middle of the night
Sometimes in quite a fright
Haunted by the ghosts of my past
After all this time, what's the big deal?
What's wrong with the way I feel?
Luckily the feelings don't last
I care so much and so deeply
I know it's hard for you to see
The demons I carry inside
I wish you could see the real me
Struggling to get free
Only in you can I confide
I hate this feeling
It sends me reeling
But love can set me free
I have so many fears
And even more tears
You are the only one with eyes to see
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Author:
Christina (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 5th, 2023 03:35
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Comments6
how terribly well expressed, warmly wrapped in a poem and responded to with a virtual hug .. Neville 🙂
Thank you so much, very appreciated!!
And we all need that comfort and understanding from someone else.. a sad writing yet well expressed
Thank you violet, much appreciated!
Good write Christina.
I didn't know I was the only one with eyes to see.
Do shut up Orchi. lol.
Thank you Steve! Appreciated!
You keep getting better Christina
The "what's wrong with the way I feel" line is the key
After so much time
If we try to bury stuff it is never dealt with
Now you are writing and dealing
It will lose its power over you
Bravo
Respect
Thank you so much, Stevie!! I appreciate your kind words of advice. 🙂
We all need someone with whom we can express our fears and this is normally the one we love.
Andy
Yes, thank you! I appreciate your feedback.
Sounds to me like a love letter dear Christine. ❣️
Kind've..thank you kindly for your sweet review!
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